Ch 110: Don’t Let Her Suffer Anymore Because Of You

Zhuang Lingyun was startled, then a look of surprise swept across his eyes. He unconsciously tightened his grip on her face, squishing Xiao Yao’s features into a single blob. “Y-you’ve really thought this through?”

It’s just a small document. Since you’re even planning to adopt a child, you can’t continue living like this without a name or status.

In the future, the child’s residency registration and schooling will also be a problem. Xiao Yao often worries and thinks far ahead when she has free time.

But right now—

“Can you please let go of my face? My saliva is about to drip…” Xiao Yao’s lips were pushed up high. Zhuang Lingyun, overjoyed, lowered his head and kissed her lips several times before reluctantly letting go.

Whether it was because of excessive excitement or blurry vision, Xiao Yao seemed to see tears glistening in his eyes.

But the moment he lowered his head and then raised it again, everything returned to normal, leaving only boundless joy as he held her tightly in his arms.

“I’m so happy, really…”

“It’s just a certificate, is it that important?”

“No, it’s very important. It’s your acknowledgment and forgiveness of me, incredibly important to me.”

Forgiveness…

In fact, they had always deeply loved each other and never had any feelings for anyone else. There was no need for forgiveness; it was only due to deliberate mischief and the tricks of fate that led to their years of separation, reunion, and reconciliation.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt grateful that Zhuang Lingyun had resolutely married her back then. Otherwise, she might have given up and married just anyone—Shen Mingzhe, perhaps Zhang Mingzhe, Li Mingzhe, anyone would have done…

Thankfully it was him, so she had no regrets. She regained the past beauty, even if that beauty contained a hint of painful memories. But as the old saying goes, “bittersweet before sweetness, for lasting happiness.”

Before going to the airport, Xiao Yao visited Xiao Wenxing in the hospital one last time.

Although angry at his choice, putting herself in his shoes, with such a family, he truly had no other choice, so he did what he could.

When Xiao Yao arrived, her Third Uncle and Third Aunt were nowhere to be found. Xiao Wenxing was in a deep sleep due to a high fever. A doctor was examining his wound in the ward. After going to the Funeral Home and the cemetery yesterday, he probably caught a cold. The doctor said his condition had been poor since returning.

The wound was inflamed, and the patient’s emotional fluctuations were significant, which was not conducive to recovery.

Xiao Yao asked about the whereabouts of the patient’s family. The doctor frowned immediately, quite displeased, saying: “After bringing the patient back yesterday, they had an argument for some reason. After they left, they haven’t returned. The patient didn’t even eat breakfast. I really don’t know how these people are as parents.”

Hearing this and looking at Xiao Wenxing’s pale and weak face in the bed, Xiao Yao felt very uncomfortable.

After asking the doctor about the location of the hospital cafeteria, Xiao Yao personally bought some food.

When she returned to the ward, Zhuang Lingyun had already paid the bill and was sitting in a chair by the bedside. Xiao Wenxing had woken up at some point, and the two were talking. Whatever they said, Zhuang Lingyun’s complexion was somewhat cold, and Xiao Wenxing was full of anger.

As soon as she opened the door, both of them changed their expressions.

Zhuang Lingyun got up, smiled, and greeted her, taking the takeaway bag from her hand.

Xiao Wenxing also took a deep breath, turned to look out the window, seemingly stewing over something.

“What’s wrong with you two?” Xiao Yao’s gaze shifted between the two, remembering that they had inexplicably fought last time. Now, they were both giving each other the cold shoulder. Could there be some kind of feud?

As soon as she asked, they both shook their heads simultaneously.

Zhuang Lingyun placed the takeaway on the table, pushing it towards Xiao Wenxing, and turned to Xiao Yao, saying: “We should go. Mom has already called, urging us to hurry. We’ll miss our flight if we’re late.”

Xiao Yao nodded. “Wait a minute, I’ll open the porridge for him.”

She stepped forward to open the takeaway bag, glanced at Xiao Wenxing, who happened to be looking at her too. Their eyes met. Xiao Wenxing smiled and reached out to take it. “I’ll do it myself. Don’t delay because of me. Don’t miss the plane.”

Xiao Yao looked at him, wanting to say something but hesitating. “You…”

“I’m fine.”

Xiao Yao sighed. “Take care of yourself. Call me whenever you want to return to Beibin City.”

Xiao Wenxing hummed, paused, and then looked at Zhuang Lingyun. “Since you married her, don’t let her suffer. Otherwise, next time I won’t let you off so easily.”

Zhuang Lingyun glanced at Xiao Wenxing indifferently, thinking, You’re barely holding on yourself, and you still have the energy to worry about others.

But he certainly wouldn’t say that aloud, lest Xiao Yao worry about their strained relationship, even though it was indeed the case.

Leaving the hospital, Zhuang Lingyun rushed to the airport with Xiao Yao. The journey was smooth, and they arrived with ample time.

After meeting up with Jiang Lufang and others, they boarded the plane. After a long flight with a layover, they landed safely in Beibin City.

Mu Yang had already arrived and was waiting at the airport for Xiao Qiang. The moment they saw each other, it was like a long-awaited reunion, embracing affectionately. Mu Yang touched Xiao Qiang’s belly, and the two whispered for a while.

Yu Ling, standing not far away with Xiao Yao and the others, watched this scene with full satisfaction. Her daughter finally didn’t disappoint and chose a well-off man. Her life was secure, and she, as a mother, could worry less in her later years.

She then looked at Zhuang Lingyun standing beside Xiao Yao, her gaze always focused on Xiao Yao alone. Although they hadn’t spoken much along the way, his gentleness, thoughtfulness, and attentiveness were evident.

Not long ago, Xiao Qiang had an all-night talk with her, advising her not to compare Xiao Yao with her anymore. Although Yu Ling had agreed at the time and had heard about some of Xiao Yao’s experiences, now that her own daughter had found a home, she truly didn’t intend to compare anymore.

But seeing these two Xiao family sons-in-law together, the urge to compare inevitably arose again.

Looking at Zhuang Lingyun, with his straight posture and strong build, then glancing at her own son-in-law, he seemed half a head shorter and much thinner, like a weaned lamb… As soon as this comparison surfaced in her mind, Yu Ling spat several times. How could she speak of her future son-in-law like that!

But she couldn’t help but look at their faces. Zhuang Lingyun’s appearance was cold and heroic, a mature, steady, responsible man—the ideal son-in-law in most mothers-in-law’s fantasies.

Looking at her own son-in-law… his hair was neither short nor long, his clothes were flashy, like an immature child.

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